Can you keep a secret? ( SVT SoonHoon Fanfic ) **ending is Oneshots**

**A Game between Polar-Opposites**

**Warning**
—This Chapter Contains Smut—
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" KWON SOONYOUNG YOU BETTER PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW! " Jihoon yelled.

" No " Soonyoung snapped.

Soonyoung opened the door to the dorm room and put Jihoon's small figure onto the counter.

Jihoon looked at Soonyoung with an
'Are-You-Kidding-Me' type of face.

" When I said put me down, I didn't mean on the counter " the smaller said as he jumped off and looked at Soonyoung.

" Mind explaining why you unexpectedly carried me up here? I was having a perfectly nice conversation with Vernon and his Boyfriend Seungkwan " the boy said, tapping his foot.

Soonyoung walked towards Jihoon, pinning him to the refrigerator.

" I don't want you going anyways near that stupid Seungcheol! He's trouble and he's a playboy! He'll rip you to shreds and leave you in the dust! "

Jihoon looked at Soonyoung in the eyes. He was pissed. But Jihoon was even more pissed.

The smaller pushed Soonyoung off of him and looked him dead in the eyes. His small figure looking up at Soonyoung.

" Look. I don't care who you are, or who you think you are Soonyoung. But I know damn well that you are not my Mom, you're not my Brother, and you most certainly aren't my Boyfriend! So you have no right to tell me what to do, or who I'm allowed to date! " Jihoon snapped as the smaller turned around and began to storm off to his room.

Soonyoung couldn't believe that such a small figure could let out such an attitude. He was scared of him for once. But that didn't stop him.

Soonyoung ran up to Jihoon and pulled him into a back hug. Making the smaller weak and melt into the dancers touch.

" I know that I don't have any right to tell you what to do..... " The taller said with a huskey voice,

" But I do have the right to suggest things to you, and I suggest that you stay away from Seungcheol, unless you plan on getting your feelings hurt. And I would want to see that happen under my watch. "

Jihoon heard his words and melted even more, he felt warm. He felt safe. But he also felt restricted.

He was confused as hell.

The smaller ripped out of the olders grip and walked into his room, closing the door.

No one more word being exchanged between the two.

—The Next Day—

Jihoon woke up at four thirty to get ready for school. Classes didn't start till seven, but he wanted to get ready and get out of the dorm without having to look or interact with Soonyoung. Which he knew the dancer wouldn't be up until six.

Jihoon grabs his school stuff and his backpack and makes his way out the door. He closed and locks the door looked at his watch.

" eh, I have two hours. I'll stop by the Recording Studio " Jihoon said as he started walking.

The boy walked down the Dorm Hall and down the stairs. He stopped by the small School Café for breakfast. He worked on some homework while in the café, then made his way to the studio.

Jihoon started to walk to the Recording Studio until a faint sound of music stopped his motion.

He looked back and saw a room just past the Recording Studio. The curious boy walked past his destination and towards the room that caught his attention.